The father and son talked for more than an hour, but still had no clue.

An Legong left cursingly. He was still resentful of Li Tiangang and repeatedly greeted Li Tiangang's ancestors for the eighteen generations.

Zhu Ping'an thought about it again, but still couldn't find any clues.

"No matter who he is, since that man wants to kill me, he has not succeeded today, so he must still appear."

After understanding this principle, Zhu Ping'an no longer thought about this matter.

The most urgent task now is to improve one's own strength and be able to protect oneself in the face of subsequent dangers.

Zhu Ping calmed down and began to practice.

As the Immortal Cultivation Art continues to improve, he can slowly sit and watch.

Zhu Ping'an put his divine thoughts into his body and found that there were many small light spots in his body. Those light spots were inside the dark body, just like countless fireflies flying in the dark night.

Zhu Ping'an counted roughly, and there were about a hundred light spots.

There is a thin line between each light spot, which connects each other and forms a very complex meridian network. However, those lines are still extremely small, like hair.

"It seems that my cultivation is still too weak."

Zhu Ping'an shook his head helplessly.

Between those thin lines, there is a warm current flowing slowly.

"This warm current is true energy..."

After about two hours of work, the true energy passed through each light point along the thin line, forming a complete cycle.

At this time, Zhu Ping'an clearly felt that the thin lines had become slightly thicker, and the true energy was more abundant.

"The Immortal Cultivation Law runs automatically like this, and the speed is too slow. Why don't I try to make it run faster."

Zhu Ping'an's thoughts moved, and slowly controlled the true energy with his divine thoughts, allowing him to follow his divine thoughts. At the beginning, the true energy was a little disobeyed and often opposed to Zhu Ping'an's thoughts. On several occasions, Zhu Ping'an's mind almost got into a devil.

"I don't believe that I can't control you."

Zhu Ping'an suddenly remembered the mantra at the beginning of the Immortal Cultivation Art, recited it silently several times, then calmed down his mind, entered the state of forgetting both the things and the self, and tried to control his true energy again.

“It’s really useful…”

After trying a few times, Zhu Ping'an felt that there seemed to be a connection between his divine thoughts and the true energy, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

He used the Immortal Cultivation Art, used his divine thoughts to control the true qi, and continued to run along the route of cultivation. At this time, he found that the speed of the true qi was far higher than before.

"Lack of cancer has been going on for thousands of years. I have to make an update on online articles. It seems that you can't take advantage of the matter of cultivating immortals..." Zhu Ping'an sighed silently in his heart.

When I retreated from my state of cultivation, it was already bright.

Zhu Ping'an exhaled a turbid breath and suddenly felt refreshed.

He didn't sleep all night, but he looked energetic and without a trace of tiredness.

"It seems that I'm already a small foundation-building success."

Zhu Ping'an read a book about basic knowledge of immortal cultivation in the Nine Heavens Records. He knew that the road to immortal cultivation was very long. It started from the Qi training period, and passed through the innate, condensed the golden elixir, cultivated the Yuanying, and then transformed into the gods and returned to the emptiness, and even became the true immortal of the Tao. By then, he would not sleep or eat, and he would not be born or destroyed, and he would travel ninety thousand miles in one breath.

However, those realms are still too far away from Zhu Ping'an for the time being, and he didn't think much about it.

He just built his foundation just now.

Foundation building is a small state in the Qi refining stage. A small success in foundation building can be considered a real step forward in the path of cultivation.

"I wonder if I can defeat my current cultivation level?"

Yesterday's female assassin called out the Grandmaster before her death. It seems that Fang Zheng is the legendary Grandmaster and the top master in the secular martial arts. If he can beat him, then there will be not many people in this world who can pose a threat to him.

As for the female assassin, at most, it was the best martial arts class. Even though Fang Zheng did not appear yesterday, Zhu Ping'an was sure to punch her with a sword after practicing Baihua Fist.

Zhu Ping'an circulated his true energy for a week, then scattered into his limbs and bones, and suddenly felt that his body was filled with surging power.

"This power can be blown out with one punch even if a cow is in front of me."

Zhu Ping'an punched the air, and the air around him was immediately torn apart, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.

"What should I do? Now I'll drag my brother up from the bed and get him to fight?"

After a small success in foundation building, Zhu Ping'an couldn't wait to try out the results of this cultivation.

Zhu Ping'an didn't really go to find Fang Zheng.

Before he left the house, Lai Fu came over and said that Anle Gong was wearing a python robe early in the morning, dressed neatly, and went out in a sedan chair with anger.

"Have he still couldn't figure it out and really went to complain to the old emperor?"

Zhu Ping'an didn't care much. In his eyes, his father came to the palace to meet the saint, as if he was going home.

…………

Hall of Care for Heart.

Anle Gong is not here.

Taizu leaned against the bed, still holding the miscellaneous notes in his hand. Taisun Zhu Shouwen knelt behind him and gently pounded his back.

"This little Anzi is really careless. He tied the assassin's body to a stone and threw it into Beihaizi, and thought it was fine."

"Oh? Have you found out the body?" Taizu's eyes were still on the miscellaneous notes.

"The Jianxing Department salvaged the body and the Investigation Department investigated overnight. Except for being a woman, there was no other discovery. There was no mark on the body clothing, and there was no record of the weapons used in the Jianxing Department's equipment. The Jianxing Department initially concluded that this woman did not belong to any killer organization or sect that she had mastered."

Zhu Shouwen replied softly.

"It's as clean as a piece of white paper? In that case, it's privately raised. A top-notch killer in martial arts, who is used to assassinate a playboy who is an idle duke, may not be too big, right?"

Taizu frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about some difficulties.

"I heard that Anle's husband took people to Li Tiangang's mansion early in the morning. It seems that his father and son decided that Li Tiangang was the mastermind."

"Oh? Then what about your opinion, is it the same as them?"

"Xiao Anzi usually acts a little bit, and offended many powerful people, but he is not going to the point of killing people. In Kyoto City, only Li Tiangang and his son have deep grudges with him. If it is him..." Zhu Shouwen paused, looked at Taizu with a side face, and then said, "It may not be impossible."

"I'm afraid you don't think so..."

Taizu finally left the book and glanced at Zhu Shouwen slightly.

"No matter how stupid Li Tiangang is, he will not be so stupid that he will kill people under my nose. Actually, you think so in your heart, right?"

Taizu sighed softly, "Shouwen, it seems that you are still resentful of me who actually granted Li Tiangang the governor of Jiangnan."
Chapter completed!